Zhan Wuji said seriously.
Hearing Zhan Wuji's answer, Chen Haozhi of Wanfa Hall's face darkened!
This kid! Can you speak well? He said he was not afraid. He was sure that if he made a move, he would definitely die?
have to! I want to teach you a lesson, but I have to hide it, afraid that others will say bad things about me!
You are trying to knock me down. Can you still talk properly? Should you be more modest? Is it really okay to say it outright?
Besides, am I that bad? You punched me. I, Chen Haozhi, am not made of mud. Why am I so weak? For the sake of your face just now, I must teach you a lesson.
I want this kid to understand what cannot be said.
Chen Haozhi was completely angered by Zhan Wuji's words. He had already made up his mind to teach Zhan Wuji a lesson in this competition. The previous idea of a winner playing with people's hearts and playing with people's hearts was gone. Wu Cun was left with only anger, preparing to severely humiliate Zhan Wuji in the competition.
The more this happened, the angrier Chen Haozhi became. He reached out and patted his storage bag, and suddenly a flaming sword appeared in Chen Haozhi's hand.
Chen Haozhi held the flaming sword and drew a beautiful arc in the void. The blazing flaming sword turned into a streak of fire and flashed through the void.
Then, Chen Haozhi pointed his sword in his hand and said to Zhan Wuji: "Don't say such useless things! Come on! Ye Ping!"
"Magic sword!" Elder Murong, who had been lying lazily on the ground, suddenly stood up and cried out.
Then he turned his head, looked at Elder Li beside him, and said in a mocking tone:
"Senior Brother Li, you are really generous. It seems that you have already planned it. In order to get a magic sword for your apprentice, you are determined to give me a chance to enter the secret realm!
Although he was only in the Qi refining stage, Senior Brother Li still gave him a spiritual weapon. It seems that he still has a good impression of this apprentice named Chen Hao, but he just doesn't know how rich Senior Brother Li is in Wanfa Hall! What a good thing! Even a Qi-training monk has a magic weapon.
You must know that this flying knife is a flying knife in the late stage of foundation establishment. Once it is sacrificed by him, it will fly away immediately, and in this case, it will be taken away by him. This move is all about the mind.
As for those monks in the Qi training realm, even if they have a spiritual weapon, it is just an extra powerful spiritual weapon. There is no special ability. At most, they can just wave the spiritual weapon like ordinary people. Spiritual weapon.
Therefore, even if they have enough wealth, few people will choose a spiritual weapon, let alone an expensive spiritual weapon.
Wanfa Hall seems to be the most profitable place in Daqingshan. Senior Brother Li has so many spiritual stones, so he can do whatever he wants with them! Don't follow the rules. "
Murong Chunfeng sneered at Elder Li and turned to look at Zhan Wuji on the ring.
"Wuji, you go back, we give up this competition and give them the qualification to enter the secret realm. This competition is not our fault, it is our fault! The other party is rich and powerful, and they use spiritual stones to deal with us. This is a kind of Crush.
You know, Chen Haozhi's divine sword is extremely powerful. It can kill with one strike, kill with one strike, kill with one strike. Since you can't attack from a distance, you don't have to worry about him. Your own safety is the most important thing. There will be plenty of time in the future. When you practice to a certain level, when you have laid a good foundation and learned some techniques, you will be able to It will be much easier to find ways to deal with such magic weapons when the time comes.
Today's position belongs to them. Go back quickly and don't hold on! "
Unexpectedly, Zhan Wuji did not listen to Murong Chunfeng's advice and abstained directly. He also looked at Murong Chunfeng with a smile and said:
"Master, don't worry, I know what to do, it's just a small magic sword and it doesn't pose any threat to me.
However, this senior has taken out his own weapons, and he is still using his bare hands, which is too underestimated.
However, my disciple is not in the habit of carrying weapons, so I can only look for materials here. However, this matter has become too big, and I need your help to maintain the situation. "
A mere long sword is not even a treasure. Even if it is a treasure, he will not take it seriously.
Although this magic sword looks very scary on the surface, it has no lethality. As Master Murong said, this magic sword is just a showpiece for a warrior in the Qi refining stage. It's just that he can't touch it.
Yes, I don’t have long-range weapons, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have long-range weapons. Do you think you can defeat me with a magic sword? young people! Go ahead and dream!
"Arrogant! How dare you be so arrogant at such a young age! Even with just a magical sword, you said it so easily and looked like you didn't care. If you have the guts, just let him chop it. I wonder if you still dare to be here. Just show off, forget it, get your weapons and let me see if you have any treasures that can defeat my disciple!"
Before Murong Chunfeng could speak, Elder Li from Wanfa Hall became dissatisfied. He originally thought he would see this little guy frightened by his flying sword, but who knew that things did not develop towards his flying sword. This made Elder Li Very annoyed, he spoke directly.
Chen Haozhi had no intention of letting Zhan Wuji take out his weapons, but he planned to end the battle as soon as possible and win the game to avoid any complications. But the master has spoken, what else can he do? He had no choice but to step aside and wait for Zhan Wuji to get his weapon.
Zhan Wuji came directly to a pillar in the corner of the room. This pillar was the load-bearing pillar of the room. It was not the main pillar, but it was more than two meters wide and nearly seventy centimeters long.
All the onlookers saw Zhan Wuji looking for weapons. Seeing that he just stopped at the edge of the stone pillar, they were confused. They didn't know what kind of weapon he found. How could he suddenly come to the edge of the stone pillar? Could it be that he was beside the stone pillar? Is there a weapon on it?
They walked around the stone pillar and didn't see any weapons or anything like that.
Zhan Wuji squatted down, stretched out his arms, grabbed a pillar, then stomped his legs on the ground, pulled suddenly with both hands, and with a click, he pulled out the pillar and smashed it on the roof. A hole appeared, and in an instant, countless bricks, stones, and dust fell down, and the hole became bigger and bigger.
Seeing this, Murong Chunfeng finally understood why Zhan Wuji had told him repeatedly not to mess up his position. He was waiting for him. He suddenly had a bitter look on his face. With a flick of his hand, a pillar of spiritual energy replaced him. The stone pillar that blocked Zhan Wuji stood there steadily, while Murong Chunfeng sealed the hole in the roof in a special way.
